A cool gentle breeze came across the library as the front doors opened and in walked Peleus. Walking slowly examining the surroundings as if looking for something. Grabbing his gourd taking sips slowly and taking deep breaths in. "Mmmmmm the smell of knowledge mixed with the stillness of peace and quiet. "
Looking around the around he announces "I seek the one call rune..."
Rune nods, "You have found the Docents. The only requirement of a member is to be able to translate the various texts we find and preserve, and the willingness to help anyone who enters the Tower in the pursuit of knowledge. Are these terms and conditions acceptable to you?"
Rune is seated at one of the tables in the library, in it's specially made stone chairs. "Yes, Peleus, what do you require of this one?"